Last night a deep discussion on death and impermanence in class with Greg — Fearlessness in Everyday life. Afterwards, with Heather, connecting in presence, communicating, acknowledging a disconnect in… view, personality, life-approach, interests. Acknowledging the possibility of splitting as well as the possibility of not. Impermanence is not theoretical here. None of the teachings are. This whole place is a living, breathing, dharma lesson. Teachings in 3D. Maybe 4D. I can taste the dharma here. It rubs my shoulders and smacks me on the head. Walking away from her, I felt relief — in imagining passing, freedom. Now… What is freedom? Solitude — free of mirrors? Free to only dive into dharma? What is dharma? Sitting on a cushion and reading books? I know that my work here, my whole life here, is the path of dharma. I may be here for ten years. This morning in meditation, I was contemplating impermanence. I recalled my brother singing “All Things Must Pass” to our dad while he was dying of cancer. There seems to be enough room — in my life, heart, mind — to let that happen. Clinging is clear to see here, and its futility. Beauty in arising, beauty in dwelling, beauty in passing. And, who knows? But living with the reality of impermanence…

— April 10, 2014

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Travis Newbill is a curious dude on the path of artistry, meditation, and social engagement who is very glad to be residing at Shambhala Mountain Center. His roles within the organization include Marketing Associate and Head Dekyong–a position of leadership within the community.